Rich (Interlude)

I learned in trappin', in the business Smart people makin' horrible decisions, you know? Rich nigga, gettin' my dick sucked after the show I ain't gonna lie, we were poor A bunch of lost souls in survival mode It wasn't no way for us unless we find our own Runnin' in stores, kickin' in doors, nigga, give me my glory Nigga play with me, he ain't gon' live to tell the story You know, this the type of shit we glorify Everybody "gang-gang" Most of the people that you grew up with are now in chain gang In the box, gettin' pink Niggas shittin' where you sleep Nigga shittin' where you eat Who'da ever knew that I'd become a fuckin' Kodak? Yeah Rap money good but I'm still pumpin' gas through the hood Droppin' off plates to the fam' like Thanksgivin' Got the baby snipers standin' on that murk business, yeah, slidin' for Yak They ready for whatever I always knew that everything would get better And it sure got greater later All the game came from the elders like hand-me-downs Me and my brothers wearin' hand-me-downs Now I'm givin' game back to the old heads And the respect come first, yeah, you know? Can't be better than the OGs You gotta get it somewhere Gotta come from somethin' Gotta come from nothin' We ain't seen this comin' It's more than a blessin' What you doing with Kendrick? (Ooh, ooh) What you doing with a legend? (Ooh, ooh) So, what they call you? (Ooh, ooh) When it's all said and done, we ain't leavin' empty handed (ooh, ooh) That's on gang (ooh, ooh) That's on Ma' Dukes (ooh, ooh) Poorer than that bitch but she fall through (ooh, ooh) Makin' ends meet (ooh, ooh) Daddy deadbeat (ooh, ooh) Had to steal for a meal or you can't eat, you know? (Ooh, ooh) Poverty (ooh, ooh) Red Cross, food banks, W.I.C. (ooh, ooh) Now look at this shit, we own property